fuck.
He's gay.
well now i have to start all over again.
He's gay.
well now i have to start all over again.
i'm found dumb.
Description:
vague vulgarity
miss information
a la mode.
want to get into specifics?
ask for my AIM.
my goal.
my plan.
isn't it divine?
i can't believe this.
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Posted on Friday, 20 April 2007 at 9:09 PM
stars and eyelashes, my last resorts
i wish i had the courage.
Lord give me grace and dancing feet...
Lord give me grace and dancing feet...
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Posted on Wednesday, 18 April 2007 at 11:21 PM
Manic Oppressive
Antecedent to
the anti-thesis
of the Anti-decent.
you dance on fire
but are you fast enough to freeze?
the anti-thesis
of the Anti-decent.
you dance on fire
but are you fast enough to freeze?
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Posted on Wednesday, 18 April 2007 at 11:13 PM
Last Night
you held my smile in your hand
and threw it back
in a goodbye wave.
i wish i could
wrap my arms around
your laughter
and hold it close, to keep
me warm all winter.
and threw it back
in a goodbye wave.
i wish i could
wrap my arms around
your laughter
and hold it close, to keep
me warm all winter.
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Posted on Tuesday, 17 April 2007 at 6:36 PM
Edited on Tuesday, 17 April 2007 at 7:54 PM
a poem for a lamp
a light in a window
shines like a sun.
Up high but not bright.
Its dull like a smooth varnish,
worn after years
by a table that saw too many
skotch glasses and hot plates.
it whispers of a vague hope.
it languidly sighs a soft truth.
it breathes a dying breath
and goes out at midnight.
shines like a sun.
Up high but not bright.
Its dull like a smooth varnish,
worn after years
by a table that saw too many
skotch glasses and hot plates.
it whispers of a vague hope.
it languidly sighs a soft truth.
it breathes a dying breath
and goes out at midnight.
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Posted on Wednesday, 11 April 2007 at 9:09 PM